Chapter 144
“Haha, if these guards were the only ones I had to rely on, then I would definitely be afraid and run for my life. But,” the round-bellied man paused, his grin so wide it was almost disgusting to see,
“Fate didn’t want to see me die, so I already have two saviors who protected me.”
He bowed his head and called out gently:
“Esteemed Dragon Slayers, please help me.”
Silence!
The cold wind rustled through the air, a complete stillness encasing the area, with light illuminating the surroundings.
There was nothing but stillness.
An awkward silence filled the place.
The round-bellied man rubbed the back of his head again, wearing a speechless expression, then called out once more:
“Esteemed Dragon Slayer, please come out.”
Still, there was silence and nothing else.
In the blink of an eye, two shadows moved, slitting the throat of one soldier, only to immediately notice a metal that nearly blocked the strike.
“So that’s what happened, huh? In the darkness, even we didn’t notice,” one of them muttered, striking again, this time targeting the arms and legs of the guard, completely decapitating him before he could react.
The two moved in perfect sync, obliterating the guards before they even had a chance to resist.
The round-bellied man was stunned, trembling beneath his boots as he hurriedly called out with desperation:
“Please, Esteemed Dragon Slayers, I will give you everything I know. Please, help me.”
Unfortunately, his plea was met with complete stillness and silence.
He gritted his teeth.
His spine trembled uncontrollably.
‘The benefit is not enough,’ his mind swirled rapidly with thought as death seemed inches away. There was a flicker of hesitation in his heart, but in the end, with gritted teeth, he shouted loudly:
“I will give you a Telekinetic Serum!”
He quickly closed his eyes, bracing for death as his life flashed before him.
However…
The attacks that should have ended him never came.
‘Did it work?’ He wondered strangely, and slowly opened his eyes to see the back of a cloaked figure standing before him, taking the blows of the twin blades.
Then Drayken slowly turned toward the man, completely disregarding the two assassins, and spoke in a deep tone:
“What did you say?”
“Telekinetic Serum,” the round-bellied man replied while trembling.
“How do you know about that?”
Drayken crouched down, gripping the man’s collar and looking him straight in the eyes.
“Huh, do you even know what it is?” the round-bellied man asked, utterly confused.
Before Drayken could answer, two daggers sliced toward his strong legs, only to shatter on impact, leaving not a single scratch on his skin.
Drayken’s brows twitched as he turned toward them, tilting his head:
“I’m talking. Do you mind?”
The two faces immediately paled. One of them spoke in disbelief:
“Are you a Level Six?”
“Level Six?” Drayken scoffed. “That’s weak.”
In truth, Drayken was only a Level 3 dragon. In human terms, roughly equivalent to a Level 5 Telekinetic Human. But with the support of his bloodline, skills, and titles, his true strength far exceeded that.
His eyes fixed on the two assassins. To others, they might have appeared as mere shadows, but he saw their true forms clearly.
They were two girls, one with long black hair, the other with short, both clad in sleek metal suits designed for defense without sacrificing mobility.
“Hmph.” The short-haired girl snorted and threw a knife, aiming straight for his neck.
Drayken twisted his head just in time, letting the blade whistle past him.
The short-haired woman grinned:
“You’re dead.”
The knife curved back and struck the back of his neck.
But the expected result never came. Drayken remained perfectly still as the knife slid off and fell to the ground, losing all momentum.
“Even the neck is this strong? This… this is impossible. Are you a Level Nine? No, are you a Telekinetic Master?”
The two girls visibly shook to their core, chills running down their spines. At that moment, they knew they had seriously messed up.
Without hesitation, their figures vanished as they tried to escape.
Drayken stood firm, his voice cold and sharp:
“Where do you think you’re going?”
He chased after them, catching up to the long-haired assassin almost instantly.
She threw two knives at him, but they bounced off harmlessly.
“Useless,” Drayken muttered as he struck the back of her neck, rendering her unconscious instantly.
He then turned toward the short-haired assassin, caught up to her, and delivered the same swift strike to her neck.
Hoisting both unconscious bodies onto his shoulders, Drayken quickly made his way back.
The round-bellied man remained kneeling, trembling in disbelief.
Drayken let the bodies drop to the ground with a heavy thud, then calmly sat cross-legged:
“Tell me everything about the Telekinetic Serum.”
The round-bellied man gulped, swallowing his fear as he took deep, shaky breaths to steady his racing thoughts.
“Tell me… are you a dragon?”
Drayken was silent for a moment before speaking in an icy voice:
“I am the one who asks. You are the one who answers. If you refuse, you will face terrifying consequences.”
With that, Drayken pointed a finger at a nearby tree.
Dark clouds instantly gathered in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck the tree, obliterating it without mercy.
The round-bellied man’s face turned paler than a corpse as he hurriedly nodded and began to speak in a rush:
“My grandpa was one of the three greatest researchers, highly sought after and respected by the entire human race.”
“This Telekinetic Serum came from him. When he looted one of the Dragon cults, he found it. At first, it was imperfect and unusable.”
“Curious, he began researching it and was soon shocked by what it truly was. He spent years perfecting it, but then he mysteriously disappeared one day. I found this serum in his research lab.”
Drayken nodded thoughtfully with a glint in his eyes:
“Oh, interesting.”
The reason the Dragons infiltrated so deeply into human society was exactly this, to uncover and harness the true potential of the human race: their telekinetic power.